Annie Lamb Author

  THE LOG OF PURE ENERGY First Mate’s Log. Saturday July 3. NOTE. This is a real hardback log. I am writing it with a pen. I got this notebook last Christmas. It is beautiful and should be used, pref. for something of historical importance like the history of the sloop Pure Energy. Underlined. That … Read more ……

Scene: a rocky footpath in open country: grass alternates with limestone boulders. Summer. RONALD enters R. He carries a faded and battered canvas satchel; walks briskly, but keeps his eyes on the vegetation to the side of the path; suddenly he stops, stoops over some plant, plucks a flowerless, leafy stem; straightens, and taking a … Read more ……

I love this flat. It’s great isn’t it? The garden? Just look, it’s enormous. There’s three rooms; I sleep in the sitting room here in back. When I wake up and look out, there’s the garden. So when me and Mum first came here it was winter. That tree hadn’t flowered yet: that one by … Read more ……

A rock like a lion, that’s what he remembered, a tawny stone standing at the water’s edge. The tide had been high then too, so high it lapped at a tree root that writhed out under the stone; and like today, the water along the shore was as clear as glass. Peter had found the … Read more ……

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